It was just after noon.
Yingzheng's motorcade continued to move forward in the direction of Yongcheng.
After marching for about two hours, as soon as the convoy passed through Qishan Mountain, Ying Zheng suddenly ordered to rest here.
The ministers were full of doubts. This place was less than an hour away from Yongcheng, so why stop here?
Is there anything special about this place?
Just as the officials were getting off the carriage one after another with doubts, the cavalry on both sides of the carriage also got off their horses and stayed in place, guarding the surroundings.
"His Majesty."
Zhao Gao called softly, opened the car door, and prepared to reach out to help Ying Zheng.
But they saw Ying Zheng wearing a crown and a black robe with a golden black bird flying around. He held the Emperor's Sword in one hand and slowly walked out of the Dragon Palace.
"I heard that Yang Duanhe captured Lu Sheng and Xiang Bo and wanted to send them to me to await my disposal. Where are they now?"
Ying Zheng asked calmly and majestically.
The surrounding ministers and guards all suddenly understood at this moment, lowered their heads and remained silent.
Zhao Gao took a look at Ying Zheng who looked slightly tired, bowed and replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, an hour ago, Lieutenant Yang sent news that they had passed through Fufeng City!"
"That's just right. We'll wait for him here. You go notify everyone and stay put!"
After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and stepped out of the carriage.
Zhao Gao hurriedly followed and left quickly.
"Father."
Not long after Ying Zheng stepped off the carriage, a loud voice came from the side, showing a sense of surprise.
Following the sound, Ying Zheng saw at a glance that Hu Hai was holding a dagger, flying towards him, and threw himself into his arms.
"Haha. Little Hu Hai won't grow up."
Ying Zheng stroked Hu Hai's bun with a loving face and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's just a short stay. What are you doing here? Where is your mother and concubine?"
"My mother and concubine are helping my son to mend his clothes. Last night I saw my father staying at the city wall for a long time. I was a little worried about him, so I came to see him."
Hu Hai looked up at Ying Zheng, his big black eyes blinking very cutely.
Ying Zheng suddenly nodded, raised his hand to rub Hu Hai's head, and smiled happily:
"You just know how to worry, my father doesn't need you to worry!"
Hu Hai blinked his eyes and whispered: "Then the father can secretly tell his son whether he is worried about the Huns?"
"Oh? You kid also knows about the Huns?"
"Father looks down on his son."
Hu Hai curled his lips and said: "My son is practicing his sword every day and vows to kill all the Xiongnu and protect his family and country!"
"Hahaha--!"
Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing; "You kid still want to defend your family and country? Come on! Cut these branches and show me your strength!"
"good!"
Hu Hai responded vigorously, took two steps back, and with a "hi" sound, he rushed to the branch, raised the dagger in his hand, and struck it down with all his strength.
There was just a "click" sound, and the dagger got stuck in the middle of the branches. Hu Hai blushed and wanted to pull out the dagger, but he didn't.
"Hi!"
Hu Hai became angry and shouted again. He grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it back. Unexpectedly, the sweat in his hand stuck to the hilt. He lost his grip and fell backwards.
"Hahaha--!"
Seeing Hu Hai rolling twice on the ground, his whole body turned gray and gray, Ying Zheng laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward. The guards on the side quickly stepped forward to pull Hu Hai up and said with concern:
"Sir, are you okay?"
“It’s okay”
Hu Hai got up from the ground with a blushing face, patted his butt, and looked at Ying Zheng with some embarrassment:
"Father, my son and I have made a fool of ourselves."
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."
Ying Zheng smiled and waved his hand, stepped forward and drew out his dagger, and said with emotion:
"My father used to use such a dagger when he was young. Watching my father show you how to do it, you won't know if it's unfamiliar to you!"
"Great!"
Hu Hai jumped up excitedly, as if the embarrassing incident had not happened, and looked at Ying Zheng with eyes full of stars.
"Watch it!"
Ying Zheng casually held a sword flower in his hand, stood still on horseback, held his breath and concentrated, slowly raised the dagger, raised it above his head, and suddenly slashed it down with a loud shout, only to hear a loud "bang" sound, and his arms including the branches were The thick tree trunk was split in half by Ying Zheng's sword.
"this"
Hu Hai's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. After a moment, he clapped his hands and shouted: "Long live the father! Long live the father—!"
"Long live this shit!"
Ying Zheng smiled and cursed, handed the dagger to Hu Hai, put his hands behind his back and said:
"You kid, tell your father, did you see what you just did?"
"What doorway?"
Hu Hai scratched his head and asked with a confused look: "Isn't my father very powerful?"
"fool!"
Ying Zheng cursed angrily and laughed, and said, "Is that because of his strong strength?"
"Well"
Hu Hai grinned and humbly asked for advice: "Father, please make it clear!"
"Um."
Ying Zheng nodded with a smile: "Remember, a short sword is not as good as a long sword. You have to pay attention to the method of using force. For example, to chop this tree fork, you can't use brute force at the beginning. You have to explode with every inch of force. Both diagonal and straight chops are wrong. ,understand?"
"clear!"
Hu Hai answered readily, but his eyes were confused.
When Ying Zheng saw this, he was very angry and couldn't help but cursed:
"You look smart, but in fact you are as smart as a dolphin, far worse than your thirteenth brother!"
After scolding, he smiled again.
I don't know when his favor shifted from Hu Hai.
In the past, Ying Zheng pinned his hopes on Fusu, but Fusu disappointed him time and time again, so he decided to train Hu Hai.
Because Hu Hai's temperament was very similar to that of his childhood. No matter how he scolded Hu Hai, Hu Hai would always look like a child and would give silly answers that made him angry and happy.
Later, I don't know if he realized that Hu Hai was unlikely to be a great success, so Ying Zheng simply lost his temper and only felt happy.
And Hu Hai also became his "pistachio" in Ying Zheng's heart.
However, Zhao Hao suddenly appeared in Ying Zheng's world, making him understand that he could not just seek happiness, but also cultivate the next successor for the empire.
Therefore, none of Ying Zheng's sons can compare to Zhao Hao.
But I heard Hu Hai say unconvinced: "That's not true. Although Brother Thirteen is smarter than Hu Hai, he doesn't like to study. Hu Hai is the first in law studies!"
"oh?"
Ying Zheng's eyes lit up: "Then what crime should you be punished for telling your father that you disobeyed the law and conspired against Qin?"
"The remnants of the Six Kingdoms who rebel against Qin must be driven out and killed!"
Hu Hai replied crisply.
Ying Zheng frowned: "Have I asked you about the remnants of the Six Kingdoms?"
"Reporting to my father, it was the teacher who taught Hu Hai!
"Teacher? Oh, Zhao Gao did teach a good apprentice!"
Ying Zheng burst out laughing.
"Father, father, father."
Seeing that Ying Zheng was in a good mood, Hu Hai jumped up and grabbed his sleeve: "My son, I want to ask you for something!"
"Haha, I know you have bad intentions, tell me what's going on."
"I want to sleep with my father tonight, no no! I want to study political affairs with my father tonight!"
"Hahaha, you little brat can't stop eating shit, and you're still being prude in front of your father!"
Ying Zheng was so amused by Hu Hai that he almost burst into tears laughing, and the haze in his heart dissipated a lot.
I saw him stretching out his big hand, stroking Hu Hai's red face, and said with a smile:
"Be with your mother and concubine, and stop thinking nonsense."
"Father, I didn't remember, no, I didn't say yes, so don't make fun of me."
Hu Hai pouted his mouth and said with a sad face.
Ying Zheng laughed again:
"You kid, Zhao Gao taught you a few words and you can't remember them. You even let the teacher know by letting it slip."
"No, no, Hu Hai did not sell his teacher."
Hu Hai hurriedly waved his hands and explained to Ying Zheng: "The teacher is kind enough to teach Hu Hai, and he wants me to know how to share my father's worries."
'Okay, okay, let me share my worries for my father."
Ying Zheng nodded repeatedly, smiled and waved his hands: "Go help your father and tell your mother and concubine that we will have dinner together tonight!"
"Wei, I obey!"
Hu Hai ran away happily.
Ying Zheng watched him leave and couldn't help but smile, thinking to himself, you stupid boy, why should you study political affairs?
the other side.
Coming out of the woods, Yang Duanhe's heart was hanging all the way. He always felt that things were not that simple, and that something big might happen.
The whole person was sitting on the horse, looking a little absent-minded.
Han Xin, who was following Yang Duanhe, seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Yang Duanhe. After riding his horse for two quick steps, he arrived not far from Yang Duanhe.
"Lieutenant Yang is worried about the assassin?"
Han Xin asked in a low voice.
"Um?"
Hearing Han Xin's words, Yang Duanhe was slightly startled, then turned around and frowned:
"Young master entrusted me with such an important matter, but I almost made a mistake just now. If you hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid they would have succeeded!"
He never expected that those assassins would kill even his own people, which was simply contrary to common sense.
Could it be that some of the assassins wanted Uncle Xiang to die?
If so, that person must be a ruthless person.
When facing such people, one has to be careful.
After Yang Duanhe said what he was thinking, Han Xin thought for a moment and then comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry, Lieutenant Yang, since the young master has left this matter to you, it shows that he trusts you, as for other matters."
After saying this, he paused, raised his head and looked at Qishan in front of him, his eyes focused:
"There is only one road to Yongcheng. If the assassin really wants to take action, he will definitely set up an ambush in Qishan!"
Yang Duanhe, who was riding on the horse, couldn't help but tense up when he heard Han Xin's words, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Qishan.
There was a solemn look in his eyes, and he immediately ordered: "Move forward in formation!"
Soon, two rows of five hundred cavalrymen each formed a long formation, moving away one after another, like two moving walls, protecting the prison car in the middle. Everyone held a shield and faced the outside.
Even if someone launches a sneak attack from the mountains or both sides of the road, it is impossible to shoot them at once, let alone the prison car in the middle.
In addition, for the sake of safety, Han Xin personally led his black armor to defend the prison car.
And these black armors not only hold high shields to form a tight defense line, but also hold spears, which can be used for sprinting and throwing. When the spring breeze blows, they look even more murderous.
The sound of horse hooves was in unison, breaking the silence around them. There were about thirty steps between groups. Even if they were ambushed, it would be difficult to surround them unless the enemy was ten times their number.
When they reached the entrance of Qishan Mountain, Yang Duanhe ordered to slow down and move forward slowly.
at the same time.
Hidden in the woods on the hillside, Xiang Yu and others had their heads and faces covered with black scarves, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
When they saw the prison van, their hearts raised in their throats finally relaxed.
Ying Zheng's motorcade passed by Qishan just now. They did not find the prison car and thought that Yang Duanhe and others were going to spend the night in Fufeng City.
If this is the case, even if they want to save Xiang Bo, they can't do anything.
After all, with their small number of people, it was impossible to capture Fufeng City.
"Yang Duanhe is worthy of being a general of the Qin army. Just looking at the way he arranges his troops is enough to show that he is really capable!"
Fan Zeng on the left stroked his beard and said.
Xiang Yu on the right said solemnly: "Yang Duanhe is mine. I want to cut off his head with my own hands. He was the one who captured my uncle. I want him dead!"
Ying Chengyu deliberately walked over and sneered:
"An old friend was extremely jealous when we met. If he hadn't lied to me, I wouldn't have been captured by him, which led to Fan Yuqi's tragic death. Today is a good time to settle old and new accounts together!"
Hearing this, the four men in black robes beside him had cold eyes, and slowly drew out their swords, preparing to kill him with one blow.
As time passed by, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
When Yang Duanhe and others completely entered the ambush range, Xiang Yu lightly bumped into Long Qie beside him, and Long Qie immediately shouted:
"Fire the arrow!"
"Whoosh whoosh-!"
The sound of countless arrows piercing the air suddenly sounded.
The remnants of the six kingdoms and the Xiang family troops who were ambushing on both sides fired their crossbows and arrows, shooting at horses but not at people.
"Lil shush-!"
The war horses screamed and screamed for death one after another.
Yang Duanhe turned his horse's head and looked around. His heart sank, and he secretly thought that the location for the ambush was chosen well.
It seems that among the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, there are also generals who are well versed in the art of war.
After a slight hesitation, he shouted loudly: "Line up and prepare to meet the enemy!"
Although those arrows came unexpectedly, the Forbidden Army was worthy of being the elite of the Qin army. They only panicked for a moment, then quickly calmed down, and even the formation remained roughly intact.
Long Qie knew that it was time to launch another attack on the Forbidden Army, so he waved directly behind him without waiting for Xiang Yu's order.
I saw dozens of eager Xiang Jiajun, like leopards, rushing down the mountain. In a few ups and downs, they arrived a few steps away from the forbidden army.
Xiang Yu, on the other hand, looked at them motionless, as if he was not involved.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
A few steps away from the Forbidden Army, these Xiang Jiajun took off weapons similar to throwing knives from their backs, tied them with ropes, and threw them at the Forbidden Army.
When the Imperial Guards discovered the flying knives, at least half of the Imperial Guards were pulled to the ground by them.
In just a moment, the nearly complete formation was destroyed by these Xiang Jiajun.
The war horses that lost their masters also ran rampant and became a mess at the same time.
Han Xin's black armor became the target of public criticism because he defended the prison car.
At least twenty men in black armor were pulled off their horses, and the remaining people got off their horses one after another.
The person who was hit by the knife was either injured in the face or had his chest cut. In an instant, the entire Qishan Trail was like a dark hell.
Han Xin's face darkened, and he wanted to organize a black-armored defense. At this moment, a loud shout fell from the sky: "Violent Qin dog thief! Die!"
"Um?"
Han Xin subconsciously looked up and happened to see a strong figure wearing a black scarf and holding an iron halberd. He jumped into the air and kicked the face of a forbidden soldier. The iron halberd in his hand also hit the head of another black armor.
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